You're just too shit to be trueWanna take your eyes out of youYou'd be like Devon to touchOh I wanna fuck you so muchAt long last hate has arrivedIt's a shame for you I'm aliveYou're just too shit to be trueWanna take your eyes out of you

Get out of our club you greedy cuntsYou're only in it for the bunceYou lie, you make promises of oldIn the hope that more season tickets are sold

Chorus

We don't need you, we don't want you, we want you to go.And on your way out, don't forget your dildo.

2nd verse

You lie, you decieve, in an atempt to make us believeThat we're going to the next level, We'd be better off with Gary Neville. Whilst lining your pockets and creating self wealthNot giving a shit about West Ham's health

Repeat chorus

Fuck off, fuck off, never come backYou're no longer welcome at the stadium with a track